Lesson

As the pen glides over the paper

It's like walking on a string

Between reality and imagination

Balancing both sides in the paper

Like a magical journey

Living through the lines in the paper

Losing track of time

Falling off the string finally into reality

Just as the pen runs out of magic

Reminds that a life runs out faster than expected

And living it completely while it lasts

Is the only way you could wake up without regret